@Cross_me_once man was in any position to be making idle threats. "Those are big words, sir."

@Cross_me_once "I didn't get rid of my last handler." He scoffed, rolling his eyes as he leaned back in his chair. Winter didn't +

@Cross_me_once want to argue with this man. He wasn't worth the agitation he was trying so hard to cause. "They said /force/. +

@Cross_me_once They didn't say you could kill me. So, worst case scenario? I sleep for about fifty years until you're dead, +

@Cross_me_once then I come back and have to deal with someone not as ugly as you are."

@Cross_me_once Oh, the man was furious, and it was so much fun to watch. He didn't even know this handler's name, but +

@Cross_me_once Winter could already tell that he was going to like him. All of the bottled up anger would make for a dangerous +

@Cross_me_once line for him to tiptoe across. "Make me get in line." He repeated the man's words. It wasn't a question +

@Cross_me_once this time, but a challenge.

@Cross_me_once It was really difficult for Winter to keep his instincts in check. It would be so easy to flip this situation, to grab +

@Cross_me_once hold of the man's leg and get his feet out from underneath him, to pin him to the floor and pop his skull open +

@Cross_me_once like a grape. The plates in his arm were whirring with the temptation, but he sat completely still, looking +

@Cross_me_once up at his handler with a small smile on his face. If he killed another handler, they'd put him back to sleep, +

@Cross_me_once and he was having too much fun for that. "Ready to comply, sir."

@Cross_me_once The asset sat up straight, picking the folder uk from the table. The woman in the picture was smiling +

@Cross_me_once at him, sending a ghost of a memory to skitter across the inside of his skull. He tilted his head to the side, +

@Cross_me_once narrowing his eyes at the photo before he glanced up at his handler. ""She'll be dead by tomorrow. Anything else?"

@Cross_me_once Winter nodded, staring at the picture again. This time, the analytical part of his brain was working, trying +

@Cross_me_once to pinpoint the woman's weaknesses. He narrowed his eyes as he dared to look up at his handler. "Yes +

@Cross_me_once sir. When do we go?"